Chapter 3 is Su Yuntao
at dinner time.

Looking at the large plate of steamed salted fish placed in the middle of the table, the expression on Jiang Alfalfa's face gradually became complicated.

"I heard that Clover wants to make salted fish by himself?" The gentle-looking woman smiled, "But cooking is an adult's job, so let mom cook it, eat it."

As she spoke, she picked up the piece with the least thorns on the belly of the fish and put it into her small bowl.

Jiang Clover pursed her lips: "Thank you, Mom..."

"My Clover is indeed the most sensible girl in the village," said the elder brother.

"Clover is cute and kind, and makes people feel happy when they see it," said the second brother.

"Alfalfa doesn't need to learn how to cook or work. From now on, it will be on the third brother." The third brother said.

Jiang Clover's round eyes blinked, feeling that these words were very familiar.

She quietly thought, she must have been a big gold ingot in her previous life, otherwise, how could she be so attractive?

"By the way, Dad, Grandpa Jack said that the martial soul awakening ceremony will be held in the village in three days." Jiang Clover didn't take it to heart, and didn't think about it until dinner.

"Oh? Really?" Jiang Yu put down his chopsticks, his expression became serious, "It's time for Clover to participate in this year's awakening ceremony, it's a big event."

Jiang Alfalfa is no stranger to martial arts, soul power, and soul rings.

Dad did business in the province of Fasno when he was young, and he was a well-informed person. He often told a few children about these things like telling a story.

It is said that the most powerful soul masters are titled Douluo, they are extremely powerful and terrifying existences, they have the ability to make mountains and seas tremble.

It's a pity, not to mention the Holy Soul Village, even Notting City and Fasno Province, few people have seen it.

The titled Douluo is a person who lives in legends and revered by all.

three days later.

Jiang Clover followed his father, led his mother, and surrounded by his three older brothers, to the Wuhun Hall in the center of the village.

Wuhun Hall, which sounds majestic in its name, actually has only one relatively spacious wooden house, which is the lowest branch hall in Douluo Continent.

This year, there are a total of nine children in the village who are awakening their martial souls, lined up one by one, and standing neatly in the hall.

"Good morning, Tang San." Jiang Clover moved to the corner, and whispered hello to the boy beside him.

"Morning." Tang San's eyes slightly curved, his smile was clean and bright.

"Cough...do you know who that big brother is?" Jiang Mumu turned her head and pointed quietly at the young man in the middle of the hall.

The young man with sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed eyes, handsome face, dressed in a white dress, with a long black cape behind his back, looks majestic.

"I don't know either." Tang San shook his head, "However, he has the word 'hun' on his chest, he should be a soul master..."

It turns out that this is the soul master.

The clothes are pretty nice.

Ginger Clover's amber eyes rolled, observing the young man curiously.

"Children, this is the battle spirit master from Notting City. Next, he will lead you to activate your own martial spirit..."

Village Chief Jack's eyes were full of hope. If one of these children could become a future soul master, it would be the greatest glory of Saint Soul Village.

"Okay, you said the same thing last year, is it really so easy to become a soul master..." The young man showed a little impatient look.

"This man is so fierce." Jiang Clover stuck out her tongue, feeling a little bit of tension and anticipation in her heart.

What would his martial spirit be?

(End of this chapter)

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